Once upon a time, on the north coast of Sumatra lived a poor woman and
his son. The boy was called Malin Kundang. They didn’t earn much as
fishing was their only source of income. Malin Kundang grew up as a
skillful young boy. He always helps his mother to earn some money.
However, as they were only fisherman’s helper, they still lived in
poverty. “Mother, what if I sail overseas?” asked Malin Kundang one day
to his mother. Her mother didn’t agree but Malin Kundang had made up
his mind. “Mother, if I stay here, I’ll always be a poor man. I want to
be a successful person,” urged Malin kundang. His mother wiped her
tears, “If you really want to go, I can’t stop you. I could only pray
to God for you to gain success in life,” said his mother wisely. “But,
promise me, you’ll come home.”
In the next morning, Malin
Kundang was ready to go. Three days ago, he met one of the successful
ship’s crew. Malin was offered to join him. “Take a good care of
yourself, son,” said Malin Kundang’s mother as she gave him some food
supplies. “Yes, Mother,” Malin Kundang said. “You too have to take a
good care of yourself. I’ll keep in touch with you,” he continued
before kissing his mother’s hand. Before Malin stepped onto the ship,
Malin’s mother hugged him tight as if she didn’t want to let him go.
It
had been three months since Malin Kundang left his mother. As his
mother had predicted before, he hadn’t contacted her yet. Every
morning, she stood on the pier. She wished to see the ship that brought
Malin kundang home. Every day and night, she prayed to the God for her
son’s safety. There was so much prayer that had been said due to her
deep love for Malin Kundang. Even though it’s been a year she had not
heard any news from Malin Kundang, she kept waiting and praying for him.
After
several years waiting without any news, Malin Kundang’s mother was
suddenly surprised by the arrival of a big ship in the pier where she
usually stood to wait for her son. When the ship finally pulled over,
Malin Kundang’s mother saw a man who looked wealthy stepping down a
ladder along with a beautiful woman. She could not be wrong. Her blurry
eyes still easily recognized him. The man was Malin Kundang, her son.
Malin
Kundang’s mother quickly went to see her beloved son. “Malin, you’re
back, son!” said Malin Kundang’s mother and without hesitation, she
came running to hug Malin Kundang, “I miss you so much.” But, Malin
Kundang didn’t show any respond. He was ashamed to admit his own mother
in front of his beautiful wife. “You’re not my Mother. I don’t know
you. My mother would never wear such ragged and ugly clothes,” said
Malin Kundang as he release his mother embrace.
Malin Kundang’s
mother take a step back, “Malin…You don’t recognize me? I’m your
mother!” she said sadly. Malin Kundang’s face was as cold as ice.
“Guard, take this old women out of here,” Malin Kundang ordered his
bodyguard. “Give her some money so she won’t disturb me again!” Malin
Kundang’s mother cried as she was dragged by the bodyguard, ”Malin… my
son. Why do you treat your own mother like this?”
Malin Kundang
ignored his mother and ordered the ship crews to set sail. Malin
Kundang’s mother sat alone in the pier. Her heart was so hurt, she
cried and cried. “Dear God, if he isn’t my son, please let him have a
save journey. But if he is, I cursed him to become a stone,” she prayed
to the God.
In the quiet sea, suddenly the wind blew so hard and
a thunderstorm came. Malin Kundang’s huge ship was wrecked. He was
thrown by the wave out of his ship, and fell on a small island.
Suddenly, his whole body turned into stone. He was punished for not
admitting his own mother
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